If all the corks from all the bottles of wine I’ve drunk
were to fall into my lap I’d promptly be buried
and likely suffocate.
If in their crates all the bottles of wine I’ve drunk
were to appear clean and unbroken
I could build a house.
If corks and bottles and crates were not lost to me
floor mat sea glass bricolage
I could scrape the sky.
Jan 1, 2020
Jan 1, 2020 at 2:53 AM UTC
If all the corks from all the bottles of wine I’ve drunk
were to fall into my lap I’d promptly be buried
and likely suffocate.
If in their crates all the bottles of wine I’ve drunk
were to appear clean and unbroken
I could build a house.
If corks and bottles and crates were not lost to me
floor mat sea glass bricolage
I could scrape the sky.
